Near Cheneyville
To relieve the monotany of the corn belt, I’d sometimes point the D200 out the window and “empty the clip” so to speak. I can get 10-15 pictures in a burst, and there’s often something good hidden in there. Bear in mind that except for the VFW pic, these were all taken at 55-65 mph.
For those of you who are not from the Midwest, these might actually be interesting.
First the giant corn eaters devour the corn, grabbing the kernels and spewing the rest out like so much chaff.
Then they take it to the hoppers…and transport it to the grain elevators.
Here the corn sits until someone needs more high-fructose corn syrup for their soft drinks.
Very similar to my “random acts of photography” – fire away and view later. There are always a few keepers.
You are making this Midwesterner ache. I know and understand the evils of corn but boy, those cornfields are the landscape of my youth.
Sorry…
I am reminded of tortuous drives to Des Moine when our youngest went to Drake. I may have to go back into therapy.